I was but a panda, sitting in the breeze
minding my own business, eating my own leaves then
OH MY DEER! What do we, what we have here..
Oh my deer, my dreary dearest deer.
Oh my deer, the things that we have here and
they'll commandeer, you're antlers so i fear
that even with, you're best features missing
I'll still engage in
inter species reminiscing.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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